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HARK! a voice divides the sky—
   Happy are the faithful dead
Who in Jesus sweetly die,
    Who from all their toils are freed;
Them the Spirit has declared
    Blest, unutterably blest;
Jesus is their great reward,
    Jesus is their endless rest.
2  Followed by their works, they go
    Where their Lord has gone before;
Reconciled by grace below,
    Grace has opened mercy’s door;
Justified through faith alone,
    Here they knew their sins forgiven;
Here they laid their burden down,
    Hallowed, and prepared for Heaven.
3  Borne into the world above,
    Angels bright the saints shall greet,
Bear them to the throne of love,
    Place them at the Saviour’s feet;
Jesus smiles, and says, ‘Well done,
    Good and faithful servant thou;
Enter, and receive thy crown,
    Reign with the triumphant now.’
Charles Wesley, 1707-88